The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 101 Defection

Director Xu was standing downstairs like a henchman.

He didn't expect that the principal really didn't see him. After waiting and waiting, he just didn't see him.

Then he saw Dai Yunong coming downstairs.

"Director Xu is here to have breakfast with the principal this early in the morning?"

"But I've finished eating, why don't you go up? Did you oversleep?"

"I should have known I would leave a bun for you."

Boss Dai stood still with a half-smile.

Director Xu had a bad expression, "Dai Yunong, if you don't follow the rules, why are you robbing me?"

"Your person, who is your person?"

"The prisoner in the cell, Saburo Matsumoto!" Director Xu glared at him.

Boss Dai smiled even more playfully: "Then you go and get it from the prison. What does that have to do with me? Did I take you away from the prison?"

"You dare to say that you didn't take it with you? The newspapers even published your photo of Dai Yunong!"

"You know what the newspapers said."

Boss Dai looked at him and said:

"Director Xu, before today, I'm afraid you didn't even know the name Saburo Matsumoto. Did your Party's Mediation Office pry open his mouth? Are you embarrassed to say that Saburo Matsumoto is yours?"

Even if everyone who was yours ran away from prison, they are no longer yours from the moment they escape from prison. "

"Run? It's obvious that you were the one who tricked me into this matter. Do you dare to say otherwise?"

"I cheated on you?"

Boss Dai sneered, put his hands behind his hands and said, "You mean, the dignified chief inspector of the Nanjing Court, risking his life to help me free the Japanese, just to trick you?

Or is it that our Secret Service colluded with the Japanese high-level officials, personally arranged for an agency chief to join the agency, and performed a thousand-mile farewell?
Are you hungry and dizzy because you didn't have breakfast?
Think about it for yourself whether this logic makes sense. "

Director Xu got angry and wanted to refute, but his words were really irrefutable.

But there's one thing that doesn't make sense at all.

"You said your secret service didn't know anything about it. How do you explain that it only took 48 hours to find clues and arrest people and successfully interrogate Matsumoto Saburo? You can fly? Is this possible?"

"Our party is very aware of how tough Saburo Matsumoto is!"

"We can't find anyone, how can you possibly find someone?"

The number one ranking in Nanjing is the Party Mediation Office, while the Secret Service is just a rising star. Why?
Boss Dai was very calm: "Then you have to think about whether the party is working hard to handle so many people. Director Xu, please stop recruiting useless subordinates and waste funds."

Boss Dai left after saying that. What was the explanation?Is there anything to explain?We are rivals, not friends.

Director Xu looked at Dai Yunong fiercely, and slapped Zhang Shan when he returned to his place.

"What do we do with you guys here in the office?"

"There are more personnel than the Secret Service, and more funds than the Secret Service. You can't foresee such a big case, I won't say it yet.

But you knew about Li Boting's escape from Nanjing first. Why would he fall into the hands of their secret service?ah? "

"What are you doing standing still? Talk!"

"You feel aggrieved that a Nanjing station chief ran away from you alive and was picked up by the Secret Service? I stood downstairs at the principal's house for an hour and didn't let me in. Are you aggrieved? Am I not wronged?"

"Why are you standing here? Why don't you go and investigate! If you can't find out the reason, just wait until you go to northern Shaanxi to play hide-and-seek with the Red Party!"

"Senior."

"Chief Zhou."

"Hey."

At nine o'clock, Zhou Qinghe walked into the secret service.

I went back to bed before one o'clock yesterday. I slept for eight hours and slept soundly.

Taking the newspaper I bought on the road, I went directly to see today's protagonist, Saburo Matsumoto. I believe he would have a different experience after reading today's newspaper.

"How was he doing last night?" Zhou Qinghe came in and saw Saburo Matsumoto looking relaxed and comfortable.

The subordinates quietly reported: "He shouted five and six, and asked for food when he wanted to drink. He was like an uncle. When he got up in the morning, I gave him a steamed bun to fill his stomach. This guy picked it up and refused to eat it."

"Ha ha."

This is still a dream about Boss Dai treating guests to dinner.

Zhou Qinghe walked up and said with a smile: "I heard that breakfast is not to Matsumoto-kun's taste?"

Saburo Matsumoto glanced sideways at Zhou Qinghe and said arrogantly: "Didn't anyone teach you about the hierarchy of ranks? How can a lower-ranking person use the word "jun" when addressing a higher-ranking person? You should use "Your Excellency."

"Chichichichi." Zhou Qinghe laughed out loud: "You will be the superior after having a meal with Boss Dai. If you give me some information, won't you become my superior?"

"It's not impossible, maybe it will happen today."

Saburo Matsumoto angrily ordered: "I want to eat sushi and sake. Go get some and tell your boss Dai that I want to have dinner with him at noon."

"We don't have sushi, but we do have steamed buns."

Zhou Qinghe picked up the warm steamed buns on the side, rinsed them in chili pepper water, and rinsed them along the wound on Matsumoto Saburo's chest.

In just an instant, severe stimulation and pain spread to Matsumoto's nerves along with the cracked wound.

"You're looking for death! I'm going to kill you! I will let Director Dai kill you!"

Zhou Qinghe grabbed his hair and pulled him back, flicked the newspaper in front of his eyes, and said coldly: "Look clearly! Think about how long it will take for this news to reach your North China base camp, or even the Japanese headquarters!"

Saburo Matsumoto glanced at the photo above. He didn't even care about the pain. His pupils suddenly dilated and he was so angry!

"How dare you cheat!"

The photo above clearly shows the two of them having a great conversation. Even while Matsumoto was eating and drinking, he even toasted Boss Dai from the Secret Service.

But damn, that was what Boss Dai proposed. You toast me, and I toast you, to show the good wishes that cooperation can achieve.

Have a drink, and these Chinese people will dig a hole for him!

Looking at the text above, it is a shocking twist. After being arrested, Saburo Matsumoto, the former commander of the Northeastern Station of the Japanese Army, surrendered to the Chinese spy organization. He used himself to lure the enemy and successfully fished out the important high-level figures of the Japanese Army who came to rescue him. .

"idiot!"

Matsumoto's veins were furious, his face was red, and he showed his teeth and claws, wanting to bite Zhou Qinghe to death.

Zhou Qinghe threw away his hair and rinsed his hands in the pool.

"Matsumoto-kun, you sound like a newbie when you say this. You have been in this business for so many years, but you still have to use the word "dare" to cheat? Isn't that a common thing?"

"Shameless! Baga! I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't think about killing me yet, think about yourself." Zhou Qinghe wiped his hands with a towel, walked over and said with a smile:
"Once this news gets out, you will definitely become a traitor. You will be nailed to the pillar of shame of your country and receive infamy forever."

"Baga, I'm going to kill you!"

"Stop it, calm down."

Zhou Qinghe said calmly: "Matsumoto-kun, you are not young anymore, and your official position is so high. In Japan, you are not only the head of a clan, but also a prominent person in the family. There must be many people who rely on you for food. Several brothers who are soldiers and nephews are naturally normal.

A traitor even took the life of a member of the Eagle Agency. Think about what will happen to your family next? "

After all, Matsumoto had a quick mind. When his pupils shrank, he became even more hateful. His eyes were so bright that he said, "I'm going to kill you!"

He shook the seat vigorously, and the iron chair was shaken by his vibration.

"Do you want me to help you save people?" Zhou Qinghe said with a faint smile: "The newspaper has just been released. The news about Nanjing City did not reach the base camp so quickly. There is still time. Regarding a telegram, it depends on me first. , or the Japanese will start, you decide."

"I will never let you get what you want! I'm going to kill you!" Matsumoto was heartbroken and hated Zhou Qinghe so much.

"Keep fighting, it's not me who's anxious anyway."

Zhou Qinghe slowly played with his fingers on his whip hand.

"Militarism, this country has nothing to do with you. It even regards you as a traitor. I want to see if you are willing to bear the eternal infamy and be a silent devotee."

"Remind you, time is running out. If you slow down, your entire family will be slaughtered."

"Of course I've also heard that you and the North China Base Camp trust each other, so they will find someone to save you. I just don't know if they will help you save your family now."

"Don't think about it yourself, they must have abandoned it."

"what!"

Matsumoto, who was whipped, almost yelled at Zhou Qinghe.

Imperialism, militaristic thinking, traitors, and family members were all dealt with by military law. These words almost sparked countless sparks in his mind.

After yelling, he still gave up: "Help me save people. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything."

In the end, the military mentality was defeated by the family.

"You are not qualified to make conditions. I will help you save people only after you finish giving the information." Zhou Qinghe was not in a hurry.

But Matsumoto was anxious.

"Ask!"

"Speak for yourself. The faster you speak, the less doubt I have that I will go and save people."

"I will give you the news about Nanjing Station first. You can verify it immediately. After verification, help me rescue people immediately."

This is okay, at least it shows sincerity. Zhou Qinghe nodded and said: "Record it, let's talk about it."

Saburo Matsumoto kept talking and wiped out all the lurking personnel at Nanjing Station without any care.

After saying that, he immediately added: "These are all the people I had when I came here, but I'm not sure whether they are still there now, but you can't not help me send the report just because of this."

"Look at my mood."

Zhou Qinghe took the report and went out to find Wang Yong: "Go and arrest people."

Wang Yong immediately reported: "Just now I received a call from my subordinates. There was something strange about Myraiko. A woman came to find her. After just saying a few words, they left the house directly. The team members have not yet given any information. What should I do next when I get the news? Will I arrest you then?"

The dancer got up so early. Zhou Qinghe thought that with the dancer's schedule, he would have to be around noon when he saw the newspaper. It was two hours faster than expected.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and said: "As long as people don't go to the station or the pier, then don't arrest them first, follow them, and then make a private count of which dancers or maids have disappeared in the past few days. Get this list first. She may contact her subordinates frequently to tell them that she needs to hide, follow the clues, and locate them all."

Wang Yong nodded: "I understand." After giving instructions, Zhou Qinghe entered.

"continue."

"Why didn't you come earlier! You distributed the newspaper. You could have told me yesterday, even before the newspaper was distributed at five or six o'clock. It's already after nine o'clock now, it's after nine o'clock!"

Saburo Matsumoto was angry again. It was already nine o'clock, and the news might have spread out in Nanjing, so it would be too late.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "I thought you wouldn't speak today because of your noble character. You were just giving it a try."

"Besides, it's not too late to go to work at nine."

"Then go and send the report!"

"Then tell me! Every second you waste is depriving your own people of their lives."

Saburo Matsumoto began to speak sharply.

Miraiko was like a frightened bird.

When I saw the picture of Saburo Matsumoto's rebellion, I almost immediately thought that Ono Akihi would be arrested and then reveal her whereabouts.

Without thinking, she immediately took the money and ran away.

Fortunately, for the sake of caution, she was afraid of missing important news during the day, so she specially arranged for someone outside the ballroom to act as her spy.

Otherwise, he will really be implicated and die this time.

She hid in the spy's house, and then asked the spy to go out to find out the news.

The intelligence officer returned two hours later and said that people from the Secret Service were dispatched in large numbers, breaking into the streets and alleys, destroying two companies and even more residential buildings.

"Where's my family?" Miraiko was more concerned about this.

"I checked, but nothing happened."

"It should be because the time is short. After all, he is the head of the Eagle Agency, so he won't speak so easily."

However, Miraiko would not believe that a man's mouth was looser than his pants, so he had to change places.

"Immediately send a report to inform the North China Base Camp that it has been confirmed that Matsumoto Saburo has rebelled. Subsequent losses will be investigated and reported again."

"Yes."

trial room.

"I told you, can you send the report for me?" Matsumoto roared anxiously.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and nodded: "Then you provide a channel, and I will notify your family. You should have a method, right? Of course, you can use our secret service, but it will cost money."

"I spend money!" Matsumoto gritted his teeth.

He had been captured for so long, and he still had a shitty spy agent. Even if he had one, his body would be cold by the time he was contacted.

"very good."

Matsumoto handed over the account, and Zhou Qinghe really took him to the telecommunications room.

"I keep my word. You tell the operator what you want to send, but I remind you that it is best to use the phone number of someone who can contact you directly. My people will not go to the Japanese base camp to pick up people."

"You don't need to tell me."

Matsumoto quickly finished the message, and Zhou Qinghe asked someone to take him back.

There is really nothing wrong with sending the report this time.

After sending this telegram and informing the past, Matsumoto's identity as a traitor was completely confirmed. If there were any more defections in the North China base camp, there would be chaos.

The head of the North China Base Camp came forward to ask the Japanese headquarters to rescue people, but the person he rescued was a traitor, and even one of them got involved. Thinking about it, I think their scene would be very interesting.

This old guy Matsumoto spent [-] yen for this telegram, using other people's money to cause disasters for others.

"Section Chief, there is someone outside the gate who wants to meet the case handler of Saburo Matsumoto."

"Who?"

"It was said that it was mediated by the party."

Oh ~
Zhou Qinghe understood now and inquired about the enemy's situation.

When I walked out of the door of the Secret Service, I saw that it was still Zhang Shan.

"Chief Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhou Qinghe's smiling face made Zhang Shan confused.

"Are you handling the case? Aren't you from the medical department?"

Zhou Qinghe did not explain: "The action team has gone to arrest people, and I am the only prison doctor who is still idle. Why don't I come to receive Section Chief Zhang?"

"Go in and talk?"

"Okay." Zhou Qinghe raised his hand: "But your party mediator is here. If you are beaten, I don't care what happened to your face?"

Zhou Qinghe looked at how the left side of Zhang Shan's face was a little swollen.

Zhang Shan's face turned gloomy, and he skipped the topic and asked, "Did Saburo Matsumoto really cooperate with you?"

"correct."

"It's impossible." Zhang Shan frowned and murmured in confusion: "We have tried every means, but this guy doesn't speak. How did you do it?"

Zhang Shan must die to understand that this matter is unreasonable.

There is no difference between the methods of the Party Mediation Office and the Secret Service. Why did you not speak up for so long in the Party Mediation Office? Why can't you endure it after just a short time of escaping from prison?

"See for yourself, he has a good attitude now." Zhou Qinghe led Zhang Shan to the interrogation room.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

Matsumoto was forced to use all means during the party's mediation. Although he had the willpower to resist, that period was absolutely unbearable to look back on.

When he saw Zhang Shan now, he was jealous like a reflex, his eyes could kill, and he started to curse.

Zhang Shan was calm, it was just scolding, it was nothing, what he wanted was the result.

"Is this the cooperation mentioned in your newspaper?" Zhang Shan felt that this was no different from party mediation.

And it's nothing like the glamorous photos in the newspapers.

The results were given to him quickly.

Zhou Qinghe said, "Shut up, the matter is not over yet, I can send another telegram at any time."

After finishing his words, Matsumoto groaned and suppressed his anger. Like a vicious guard dog that saw its owner, Zhang Shan was stunned.

No, why?

"Why are you so resistant to party mediation?"

He rushed in and slapped Matsumoto hard.

Zhang Shan is in an extremely bad mood!
"Where the hell are you talking about, long live the Empire of Japan?"

"I fucked a mud horse, and I was harmed by you!"

"Fuck you! Fuck you! You should resist"

Zhang Shan was confused again.

In the evening, the same tavern.

Accompanying him was Liu Jifeng, the correspondent of the Party Affairs Office of Central University.

Liu Jifeng has experienced the ups and downs of life in the past few days.

I thought I was going to be dispatched, but luckily, I uncovered the spy.

I thought I had cracked it, but it turned out that I couldn't open my mouth.

It doesn't matter if he can't pry his mouth open. Anyway, the credit is there. Everyone knows that this person is a spy. There are rewards from the department. Let's not mention the previous mistakes.

As a result, the person ran away.

His mouth was even pried open by the Secret Service.

He's actually a veteran webmaster?

The heart is cold and the heart is cold.

It's better not to find out, really.

After you get it, you lose it, and you get it again by the enemy.
It's over. This time the two webmasters can't be saved.

How did the Secret Service do it?

"Section Chief, do you think we still have a chance to find two more webmasters?"

Liu Jifeng was confused while drinking.

Zhang Shan frowned and glanced at him, "Are you buying groceries?"Webmaster?Two more.

Ignoring him, Zhang Shan knew that he didn't have much time.

From today on, every time the Director sees him, he will remember being slapped in the face by the Secret Service because of him.

And twice!
It is impossible to have a future anymore, not in Nanjing, and even the possibility of dispatching a stationmaster abroad is gone.

From then on, he was a soldier under others, and a soldier with stains who could never be promoted.

He may still be a section chief, but he won't have any future. Anyone can boss him around, because everyone will know that the section chief doesn't like him.

It's time to make a decision while there's still value in it.

After a heavy drink, he made up his mind, "Would you like to come with me?"

"Go, go somewhere." Liu Jifeng's eyes lit up, the section chief always has a way.

Zhang Shan scanned the surrounding area with his peripheral vision, and only after confirming that no one was around, he said in a low voice: "Vote to the Communist Party!"

"What?!" Liu Jifeng was so frightened that he dropped his wine glass.

(End of this chapter)